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Case Watson Doesn't Hold Back on 'The Banshee'

The New York rocker releases a haunting debut EP.

With a voice that would put Amy Lee to shame, Case Watson bursts into the New York rock scene with her new EP, The Banshee.

The Alabama native turned New Yorker is a jack of all trades, holding an acting degree despite spending her days as the production editor at Lucid Studios in Manhattan and her nights making haunting, ethereal music. But these interests are perhaps more related than one may first think. When listening to The Banshee, you can sense the theatricality that brought Watson to film and performance. The music is deeply atmospheric and descriptive. It tells a story and transports the listener to another plane.

The EP features masterful instrumentation that transitions suddenly from moments of calm to whirling sections of chaos. The lyrics match these contrasts beautifully, riding between poeticism and tongue-in-cheek frankness.

"Balloons and Moons" is a stand out track, with a lilting lullaby quality and eerie beatific melody. Watson sings of possibility and peace, saying, "So darling go to sleep/Don't mind the sheep/For something deeper/Longs to leap/Whatever drops/Know from the sobs/Hearts don't really stop/And the moon can't pop."

The opening track, "Fall You in Love," is another notable song. Its unsettling in the best way, with a myriad of instruments crashing in to join the creeping, curious cacophony of the song that eventually leads to the explosive chorus: "Oh I'll fall you in love."

Listen to "The Banshee" just once, and we guarantee, Case Watson will keep her promise and "fall you in love" with her music.

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Brooke Ivey Johnson is a Brooklyn based writer, playwright, and human woman. To read more of her work visit her blog or follow her twitter @BrookeIJohnson.


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Aww.

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Between all the lineup changes, hiatuses, and legal drama, Evanescence is a hard band to keep up with. Unless you're a loyal fan of the alt-metal rockers, you might not even know if they're still together or not. I certainly have no idea, but we should all find out soon enough when Evanescence (or maybe just Amy Lee) puts out some new music -- which is apparently coming "real soon."

Evanescence are currently independent after splitting from their record label following a $1.5 million dollar lawsuit they filed earlier this year for unpaid royalties. Hopefully they've got something else worked out behind the scenes, because we don't want to have to wait another five years between Evanescence albums.

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  • Christina Aguilera and The Strokes. This pairing never officially happened in real life, and even when it did in make-believe internet land, it wasn't like Christina was trading off verses with Julian Casablancas or anything. Still, if Freelance Hellraiser can clear time on his busy schedule to hook the two up again ("Not Myself Tonight" with "Under Cover of Darkness"?), the pop-blog community would be overwhelmingly grateful for the trip down mashup-memory lane.